Fengjiang is the second largest city in Jiangguo after the capital.

There are ordinary people, the Shang tribe, the martial arts family, the richest man in the Jiang Kingdom, and the highest-ranking master alliance.

When the capital was in trouble, all deployed troops from surrounding towns went to support, but due to the war, the number of deployed troops was actually quite small. In addition to leaving some to protect the people in the city, the power to provide support to the capital was extremely limited, and those forces were also deducted to the capital.

Fengjiang's deployment power is currently insufficient. Liu Feiyu supervised Fengjiang and summoned all the warriors. Even ordinary people in the young and middle-aged man voluntarily marched, which gave Fengjiang a certain ability to protect themselves.

Although His Majesty the Emperor was not seriously injured, he was determined to go to the border. Liu Feiyu could not follow him, so he could only divide hundreds of elite troops to protect His Majesty to go to the border, and the Medicine King Chenru also followed.

On the second day of entering Fengjiang City, Liu Feiyu began to explore Qin Chengyi's traces. He knew very well that Fengjiang City would not remain calm.

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The Tianqi Wasteland was covered with black fog and blood, and the roar was like a howling ghost and wolf, and the sound of a roar resounded through the sky.

The ground became hot due to the rolling and gushing magma. Luo Qingming circled in the sky, splashing with dazzling Mars, and the state of monks outside the mountain became even more crazy.

The third senior sister and Su Bieli were standing back to back, and there were monks outside the mountain who rushed over from all directions.

In the depths of the wasteland.

The black stone sculpture was broken.

The rolling magma is churning.

The viewer's expression was very solemn.

He held the white chess piece tightly in his hand.

Li Mengzhou appeared behind him.

"The master of the spectator seems to be very entangled?" He looked at the stone sculpture swallowed by magma and said, "My body is in this wasteland, but it is obvious that it is standing here. How can it be? The stone sculpture was just built by monks outside the mountain, with my will on it. I was very tired of it, but I felt very glad that I could deceive the master. Fortunately, I did not destroy the stone sculpture back then."

"Master Wunian trapped me in Kuchan Temple at the cost of his life, and it seemed that nothing had changed in the end. He really lost completely, which made me hurried over, but the winning Libra was still here with me."

The master of the temple turned around and looked at him and said calmly: "You have divided a will and appeared in the capital of Jiang Kingdom. You will definitely not want to help Qin Chengyi and Daogong occupy that city, but you want to destroy that city yourself."

"Your identity has always been mysterious, but I have guessed it now. Regardless of your specific identity, you must be from Jiang Guo, and you have a bad impression of Jiang Guo. Maybe it is related to your previous experience, and you are taking revenge."

Li Mengzhou remained silent.

The will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland seemed to be trapped in some kind of memory.

"I was indeed just a disciple of a very small mountain gate in Jiangguo. In order to climb the road of cultivation, I broke through difficulties and obstacles, and with a will, I rushed all the difficulties, but qualifications have always restricted me."

"I am not qualified to practice any magical powers, I can only do odd jobs in the mountain gate. I can watch those senior brothers and sisters as amazing as immortals every day. What an enviable thing."

"In the world of practice where the strong prey on the weak, if you don't have qualifications, you are like an ant, trampled on by others, and you will never be taken seriously."

"How many people in the world are struggling on the road of cultivation? Their efforts are definitely millions of times stronger than others, but they cannot get the corresponding dignity. They can only be at the bottom forever, looking up at the so-called geniuses."

The audience was slightly moved.

He never thought that the story of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland would be like this.

He was like the protagonist of the story often described by the storyteller in the city. He started out just a very ordinary boy, but he was not willing to give up and was reluctant to give up. He finally got an adventure and started a very exciting life.

That is a plot development that can be easily imagined. As an ordinary young man who can no longer be said to be a useless boy, he has become the current Demon Lord of the Wasteland. The turning point is the magical power that can plunder other cultivators' Qi Hai Lingyuan, and obtain extremely powerful plundering magical powers. The deceased young man changed his fate against the will of heaven, took the path of blackening, and eventually became the Demon Lord.

It is obvious that when he was a teenager, the Demon Lord of the Wasteland suffered humiliation in the mountain gate in Jiang Kingdom and passively offended many so-called genius monks. After he gained his power, he immediately had the idea of ​​revenge.

The world of practice is full of the worst and the fall of practitioners is common. It is the beginning of the devil lord who was able to establish a mountain outside the mountain, thus silently developing and growing outside the mountain.

Before the Demon-Demon Period, there was no slight turmoil outside the mountain. Even Master Wunian could not observe in the chessboard. The Demon Lord of the Wasteland used the wasteland that was not the wasteland during that period as a base. Because of the existence of monks outside the mountain, the place became the heavenly wasteland, and no grass grew.

The observer looked at Li Mengzhou, actually looking at the Demon Lord of the Wasteland and said, "I have heard this story for the first time that you are also a flesh-and-blood person. Since you are a human being, you can't figure out everything in the world. Although I can't destroy your true body, the battle between you and me has just begun."

Li Mengzhou said in a deep voice: "Master Guan, you are the most powerful person in the world. Even if you are regarded as heaven, it is not an exaggeration. My body cannot come out of the barrier of the wasteland. I can only use years of planning to make the will come, and thus spend all my efforts to gain more powerful power to defeat you. I will return the shame of killing Luo Qingming thousands of times back then to you."

Luo Qingming, who is in the Tianqi Wasteland at this moment, is the real Luo Qingming. He has powerful power comparable to the peak of the Xuanming Realm. Although he is still half weaker than the time when he used to devilish devil, as long as the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland can return to his body, Luo Qingming's power will double.

The entire human world will become a toy for the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

The host held the white chess piece in his hand tightly, and he was still thinking about Master Wunian's intention.

But the black fog was already tumbling even more intensely in the Tianqi Wasteland. The fallen green darkness roared down, magma surging, spreading its wings, covering the entire Tianqi Wasteland, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

The surface collapsed again, and the vibration even spread to the border battlefield.

The Jiang-Jin coalition had already repelled the Yan army, and Chu Canglan led his army to advance towards the hinterland of Yan State, while the battlefield in the northern border was still fierce. In front of the last pass in the northwest border, Tang Wenliu held a white deer sword and attacked fiercely, causing the Northern Temple Teachers to retreat step by step.

The monks and Yan army of the Taoist Palace Temple arrived in front of the city, and the scene of thousands of arrows firing at the same time was very shocking.

The Lord of Haitangshan stood on the top of the city and waved his hand and fired a hurricane, which flew away the approaching enemy directly. The city gate opened wide, and the defending army rushed out, and the battle instantly entered a white-hot heat.

The vibration from the heavenly wasteland is extremely clear.

The thick black fog that was shrouded in that place could be seen no matter how far away.

A red lightning flashed in the black fog, and the rumbling sound seemed to be conveyed to the whole world.

There is a dazzling brilliance falling above the night sky.

It was like the collapse of the stars in the sky, the fall of stars.

A colorful scene is presented at a high altitude.

Black fog lies across the world.

It seems to be about to isolate the world.

Luo Qingming roared and rushed towards the ground.

A powerful aura rose into the sky.

One of Luo Qingming's wings was smashed, but in a flash, the black mist condensed, and the wings returned to their original state, and Luo Qingming became stronger as a whole.

The overwhelming body is like the night sky, hiding the starlight and moonlight.

An unparalleled sense of oppression gave the third senior sister and Su Bieli an unimaginable heavy blow.

They become breathless.

It was like the heart and throat were tightly grasped by a big hand.

"This is Luo Qingming's true power!"

The monks outside the vast mountain continued to drown their third senior sister and the others in an instant, and their shrill roars were particularly terrifying in the dark wasteland.

There is a sword intent to pierce the darkness.

Turned into the only light.

Xu Beihan held the Quejun sword in both hands, and the sword intent seemed to be a mountain standing between heaven and earth. As he roared and waved his arms, the sword intent pulled the black fog and smashed the wasteland. The magma gushed, and all the monks outside the mountain who were besieging were shaken away.

But that was destined to be an extremely tormenting battle.

More monks from outside the mountain rushed forward again.

Li Mengzhou stared at the audience, frowned and said, "With your realm, it is not difficult to kill Luo Qingming. What are you doing?"

Although Luo Qingming, the Luo Qingming above the wasteland, has power comparable to the peak of the Xuanming Realm, it is definitely not a difficult opponent for the viewer. Otherwise, during the period of demon storming, the viewer would not be qualified to kill Luo Qingming thousands of times.

What's more, after so many years, the audience will only become stronger.

Although the idea of ​​the Demon Lord of the Wasteland does not exist, he can directly kill the devil. He only needs to entangle the devil and have the opportunity to return to his body, but by entangling the devil so easily, he feels that there is something wrong.

The audience raised his eyebrows and said, "I wanted to give you a chance to perform, but it seems you don't need it."

He raised his arm and grabbed it hard.

Luo Qingming let out a shrill and shattered, and it broke out directly.

Li Mengzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "This is the master of the audience."

He held Bu Er Jian tightly in his right hand and raised his foot toward the host.

The black fog rolled in the sky, and the fallen blue darkness came again.

"You are my only opponent in the world. It's a pity to kill. If you don't kill, it's a big problem. I can only choose to let you die more meaningfully."

The observer smiled and said, "You need to return to your body after all. Although I have not found where your real body is hidden, if the entire wasteland disappears from the world, I don't know if it can destroy your body."

Li Mengzhou said lightly: "Your apprentice is also in the wasteland."

The observer said, "Since he is my disciple, he should bear the responsibility of dying for this world."

Li Mengzhou sneered: "But what responsibility did the master bear? You checked and balanced each other in the quiet mountains and seas, and it was nothing more than not wanting the battle of destruction to reappear. In the final analysis, it was just a fear of death. Even if you were a teacher, you were not qualified to deprive the young people of the right to survive."

"I am the heaven, and only I can deprive you of your life."

He raised the sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!